Kinsley's P.O.V
Rogues. I could see at least three sets of eyes, goddess only knew how many more there were. I slowly eased out of the den, preparing to run. I scented the air, finally catching the rancid smell of decay on the gentle breeze. Only three, I could out run them. Maybe.
I slid my hind leg ever so slightly to my right, ready to bolt at any movements. As soon as my paw brushed against the ground a deep, menacing growl sounded from my left. I quickly snapped my head in the direction of the threat, assessing how close they were.
To close for comfort, it stood baring its teeth. Taking a leap of faith, praying to the moon goddess I could out run them, I bolted. I pushed my self as hard and as fast as I could. Thundering foot falls and howls were coming from behind me. I could se
